Usually I don't broadcast my intent to leave town, but everyone else will be here, so all is well. I haven't packed, but I have my tickets and my hotel room, so I'm ready, Freddy. Let's go!
Why am I treating myself to Houston this year? Well, that quilt that I made back in May, at Empty Spools, with Susan Brubaker Knapp, well, it was accepted into the show. It did not win, but it was accepted, and for me, that is a big deal. A very big deal. So, of course I need to go see it hang, in person. Can't wait!
And then there are the people. I expect to see quilting friends from across the country, all gathered in one place. I do hope that Hurricane/Tropical Storm Patricia does not mess with us. I'm not excited about flying into or out of weather. We'll just play it by ear.
In the meantime, I've made two quilted cards, and not much else. Life is busy, and not leaving a lot of time with the sewing machine. This first was for our pastor, for Pastor Appreciation Sunday.
To make the story even better, our son's girlfriend is also a Sheriff's Deputy, who works in Corrections. She processed the idiots who tried to steal our nuts.
My patience is very very thin at this point. Take one nut, without asking permission? Sic 'em, Roscoe!!
(Not really. If he actually caught someone, he probably wouldn't know what to do with them. On the other hand, Sheila? She's just waiting for someone to tell her, "Game on!")
Work, Work, Work
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